What The Luck!?

Asher played the first video on how to do a basic arm throw. He was drinking a protein shake and snacking on a piece of fruit while he watched it. The snacks in the luxury cabin were fresh and well worth the grab. He was even more amazed at how well stocked it was since there was even a whole grain sweet bread for him to eat. It was a perfect snack to get his energy up before he got on to his training.

The throw was simple. The video showed an instructor grabbing the elbow and turning to put the opponent's armpit on the thrower's shoulder. Then with a roll of the back and some downward force the target would be thrown and land on their back. It was very basic and easy to defend. But if it was used on a charging opponent then the damage would be greater. It was the perfect defense against Laura of a heavy weight opponent.

Asher grabbed the dummy and found that it was much heavier than he expected. "What's in this thing? Is it full of iron?"

"The approved training dummy is weight at one hundred and ninety pounds. It has been adjusted for the use of the current user." Asher hadn't meant to ask the question but received an answer anyways.

He practiced the throw ten times as the video had shown. On the tenth attempt, he received visual feedback from the elite home gym suite. It showed where he was holding back and that he was not popping his hips upwards as he should. This was something he had not even thought about and when he tried it the next time he could tell the flow was better.

"Move on to the first body lock please." Asher knew he had the basics down and was ready to move to the first body lock. This was also simple, it has a headlock. The video supplied was showing the same movements but different holds as the throwing technique.

Asher watched as the instructor gabbed the elbow the same way but instead of twisting and pushing the opponent up and over the instructor punched towards the head. The fist missed the opponent's head and turned in to a hook catching the opponent's head around their neck. The instructor pulled on the elbow and pushed with their other arm rolling the same way as the throw.

The opponent was rolled to the floor but the instructor held on to them and locked their punching hand with their other arm. This left the opponent with the neck and arm crushed in the instructor's grip. It was a tight lock and looked hard on the opponent's neck, but very effective.

Asher copied the movements step by step and found them very easy for him to use. It was just a matter of falling with the weight and then locking his grip. When the elite home gym system offered its input Asher was happy to see that the only issues were adjusting his locking grip. He had been able to perform the throw and lock without much trouble at all.

He moved on to another two body locks and two throws that all used his opponent's weight against them. Once he had gone through the total of six instructional videos he set up an hour of training in each of the locks and throws. The home gym system recorded every single movement he made and even started to send detailed reports in to his email for what to adjust with each move.

The more he moved the better his flow became and by the time the hour was up he had figured out how to connect all the new moved in to his rag doll style. He wasn't a huge fan of the name that Garnet had come up with since it sounded like it was a weak style. But the more Asher started to accept it the more he realized that it fit him all too perfectly.

By the time he was done with his first training session the light outside had faded and he was ready to fall asleep for hours. However, the elite home gym had other plans. T had registered that he had yet to do any muscle training and only gave him a six hour timer for rest. Asher did not hesitate to properly shower and relax. The elite home gym system even recommended some vitamins to take from the medicine cabinet.

Some of the medicines in the cabinet were very pricy and would not be bought at a normal pharmacy. Asher was again amazed by the depth the camp had. If he had known how amazing it was before he came he may have thought that it was a fantasy. With this, the night and second training passed by before he knew it. When he finally left the luxury cabin he was surprised at hold little soreness he felt.

He made his way to the dining cabin to find that Jackson was already there and eating. "Morning, You must have been up pretty early." Asher saw that Jackson was covered in dirt and leaves.

"I was checking out some mountain flowers that are only safe to harvest when they bloom. If they are picked while they are closed then they are poisonous and can't be used for tea. The tea they make helps speed up blood flow and heal bruising." Jackson had been memorizing every book he could before campers got there and he would need points.

"The more you talk about this stuff the more it makes me think joining the gardening club will be worth it." Asher knew he had no natural talent for gardening but this was a tempting reason.

"You would be surprised how useful the things you learn are. I have plenty of tea blends that help keep the body energized. When I get points for my bags later I will share some of the tea I drink every morning. It will wake you up and get you running no matter what. It can also get rid of a headache." Asher had no idea how much Jackosn could talk about these things. It was impressive that he had such dedication.